We will clear the government little by little, cut off all the gnawed parts on this giant tree in the sky, and then find fresh blood to replenish it, so that the empire will be revitalized again.

Heng Yu spent seven years laying the foundation for his future reform of the new policy little by little, and gradually came to the forefront.

Over the years, his relationship with Zhao Han has become increasingly distant. Even when Heng Yu pointed his sword and axe mercilessly at the officials who supported the prince, there was a crack between the two. Even when the prince came to the door in person and asked Heng Yu to help him plead with his Majesty, Heng Yu never let go of his promise, and he was even disappointed.

"Are only the officials of the Crown Prince the Emperor's official? His Highness only pleaded for the officials of the Crown Prince the Emperor, and other ministers would be disappointed when they saw it." Heng Yu's voice did not hide his disappointment.

"Xu Hengyu!" Zhao Han gritted his teeth and could no longer suppress his anger.

He has been enduring these years. He is obviously the son of his father, the crown prince of the world, and the person who inherits the throne in the future, but the person he loves the most is Xu Hengyu, and the person he hopes the most is Xu Hengyu.

Because Xu Hengyu was useful to him, he had always pretended well and had always been in good terms with him. Now that he had a deep foundation, Xu Hengyu still had the same attitude, and Zhao Han could no longer bear it.

"Your Highness, why don't you bear it for a while?" Heng Yu said lightly.

I endure until I ascend the throne as emperor, and when I am completely in control of the situation, I will vent my dissatisfaction in my heart. I have to say that as a prince, Zhao Han is still a little naive.

Not to mention the crown prince, even the emperor can be abolished.

The two left unhappily, and then Zhao Han was unable to maintain even the superficial politeness of his appearance.

Heng Yu is a minister, so he will naturally not let anyone down, so he will still be respectful to Zhao Han.

Recently, the position of the Censor of the Salt Inspection Censor was vacant. Heng Yu had originally planned to be transferred from the outside of the six ministries to the Censor of the Salt Inspection Censor of the Jiangnan officialdom, but Xiang Xirui found a reason to ask him to meet him in the Xu Mansion when he was resting.

"Your Majesty's body is almost impossible to hold on." Xiang Xirui did not give Heng Yu any psychological preparation time.

Heng Yu's hand holding the teacup paused slightly. He put the teacup back on the table, and the teacup filled with tea splashed out a few drops of tea and fell on the back of his hand.

Xiang Xirui thought he didn't believe it, and then explained: "Your Majesty is weak. Even though he has been insisting on recuperation for many years, he has worked too hard every day and lost his hard work. Even if my ancestor, who is respected as the saint of medicine, can only achieve this level of rebirth."

"I understand." Heng Yu was silent for a while before he spoke softly, "Who else knows about this?"

Xiang Xirui shook his head, "Besides Your Majesty, there is only you, I and the Chief of the Chiang Yuan."

Zhao Xin's face was rosy and his body gradually became stronger. Although he was getting older, his complexion was much better than a few years ago. It was hard for anyone to see his face to see that he was about to reach his limit now.

"Did Your Majesty ask you to hide this matter first?" Heng Yu asked with a slightly raised eyebrows.

Xiang Xirui didn't understand the intention of Heng Yu's questioning, but since he asked, he honestly replied: "Yes."

He will naturally hide it from others in this matter, but he will never hide it from Heng Yu.

As early as seven years ago, he stepped back into the capital, and he was destined to be on Hengyu's ship. His wealth, life and family honor and disgrace were all tied to Hengyu. He did not need to disclose other things to Hengyu, and Hengyu did not want to know everything in detail, but Hengyu must know about this matter so that he can clearly grasp the next situation.

Heng Yu's mind flew around, picked up the tea and drank it slowly, stood up and sorted out his clothes, looked at the direction of the palace, "I think your Majesty should have sent someone to pick me up into the palace. I think you are not willing to be seen by others drinking tea with me today in Xu's house."

He made a "please" gesture, "Please stay in Shuixiliary for a while first, and someone will send you away in half an hour."

Xiang Xirui was slightly stunned, "How did you know that Your Majesty would send someone to pick you up into the palace?"

Heng Yu stood with his back to Xiang Xirui. Xiang Xirui could only see his thin and upright back. His elegant and low voice was extremely light, and he was sent into his ears with the spring breeze. "Do you still remember the comments to me back then?"

He had only commented on Heng Yu in his life, so how could he forget it?

"I only said the first half of the answer I gave you back then, and the second half of the answer was not said."

Xiang Xirui subconsciously wanted to ask, but he held it back. Under this situation, Heng Yu suddenly mentioned this topic, and the answer he said would not be simple, and it might even sound ruthless.

But Xiang Xirui didn't want to listen, but Heng Yu wanted to say it.

He had seen two familiar figures looming at the end of the gravel road leading to the pavilion. One was the housekeeper in the mansion, and the other was not unfamiliar with the other, Liu Li, dressed in a navy blue eunuch.

Heng Yu walked away before the two of them approached, so as not to let Liu Li run into Xiang Xirui. But before stepping out of the pavilion, he paused slightly and completed the answer from that year, "Those who can trap me are never awe. I am loyal to Your Majesty just because of friendship."

A light sentence made Xiang Xirui's heart beat wildly.

The superficial meaning of this sentence is simple and has deep meaning in the words, but that deep meaning makes Xiang Xirui dare not think about it at all.

Today Hengyu wore a crescent-colored robe, which was very suitable for him, making him look gentle and elegant.

Xiang Xirui watched Heng Yu's back as he walked away, as if he could already see the political turmoil in the next few years from that back.

On this side, when Liu Li saw Heng Yu, he took him into the palace.

In the imperial study room, the rosy emperor stood in front of a three-meter-long map of mountains and rivers. When he saw Heng Yu coming in, he waved to him with a smile as usual, asking him to come and appreciate the map of mountains and rivers.

"This is a painting that Xu Shengshou took ten years to create. What do you think Yu'er thinks?"

There are endless mountains and rivers in the painting, and there are rich families in the fields. Heng Yu gently stroked the happy and satisfied expression on the faces of the people in the painting with his hands, and turned his head to look at Zhao Xin.

"Is this the prosperous age you want?" His eyes were a little curious.

Zhao Xin learned his movements and stroked his hand to the painting, "As an emperor, you can still be famous in history when you do this."

As the paintings are painted in the painting, the people are rich and have a smile on their faces; the mountains and rivers are endless, and the country is rich and the people are strong.

Heng Yu said: "Now in all the worlds and desolates, who doesn't call you a wise man? Just carry out the last step of reform and consolidate the achievements of these years, and you can live in the prosperous era and be recorded in history forever."

Zhao Xin shook his head, left the place and sat down on the main seat of the desk, looking at the void in a deep look. He came to his senses and turned his eyes to Heng Yu, "Yu'er, do you still want to walk?"

Hengyu knew Zhao Xin, so he had already guessed clearly why Zhao Xin came over to him, "Do you want me to give up?"

When he was about to pick the fruits of victory, let him choose to protect himself and not do anything.

Zhao Xinruo couldn't last long and Hengyu's reforms would last until no one supported him. By then, not only would the reforms of the new policy be wasted, but he would also have his own life.

So Zhao Xin hopes that he will stop and not continue to move forward.

At this point, this empire, which is gradually going downhill, has rekindled its vitality. In the past seven years, Heng Yu has done enough for him and this country.

Zhao Xin sighed when he heard Heng Yu's words, and nodded slowly under his gaze.

The reform has been wanted since Zhao Xin was enthroned as the Eastern Palace when he was in his teens. Now Zhao Xin hopes that he will give up because he feels that there is no possibility of success and cannot bear to sacrifice in vain.

But as long as Zhao Xinxin still wants to do this, Heng Yu does not intend to make any concessions in this matter. "Brother Beauty, give me another two years, two years will be enough."

However, he was not sure if he could last for two years.

But looking at Heng Yu's flashing gaze, Zhao Xin could only sigh in his heart, unable to bear to say this sentence.

The imperial physician could tell him this sentence, the court officials could tell him, and the eunuchs such as Wei Xian could tell him, but Heng Yu could not accept Zhao Xin's personal notification.

Finally, Zhao Xin could only slowly curl the corner of his lips. The handsome face that was no longer as handsome as a young man was a little helpless, and a little bit of indulgence from his own young juniors, "I know, I will go through this last step with Yu'er."

Soon, the Right Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Personnel died of illness at home. Just when Fan Dang and Ye Dang both took action to seize this position, the emperor directly issued an imperial edict and named Xu Hengyu as the Right Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Personnel.

The appointment of the imperial court, who was only 23 years old, immediately aroused opposition from the semi-department of the sixth ministry, and the memorial of the censor was submitted again and again.

But I don’t know what happened in private, so in the end, both Ye and Fan Dang remained silent and watched the situation further evolution. Xu Hengyu was named the Right Minister of Personnel in such an unstoppable manner.

This young man seemed to not know what dormant is. Not long after he served as the Right Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, he submitted a memorial requesting His Majesty to reform and reform.

This memorial directly disrupted the already uneasy situation. If the ministers he sued for the memorials in previous years were worthy of their crimes, everyone had nothing to say. But what does the reform mean? It means that even those ministers who have not received the involuntary action will resist and be dissatisfied with him.

Zhao Xin kept the memorial and did not send it, neither expressing his consent nor sternly rejecting it, but this already sent a bad signal to the ministers.

That night, Heng Yu returned to Xu Mansion.

Xu Fei, who has never interfered with Heng Yu's decision, has broken the past convention this time and reminded Heng Yu in a deep voice not to be so radical.

As the "Song Family Bookstore" becomes bigger and bigger, Song Zijin is now more confident and more confident, and her voice at home is gradually increasing. Xu Fei and Heng Yu will not hide it from her in many things.

The gradually stronger person is now in tears. Song Zijin held Heng Yu's hand tightly, and said in his words, "Yu'er, you are already twenty-three this year. Can we avoid the edge for the time being? Before you get married, we will take advantage of this time to avoid the government and choose a famous lady to get married." After speaking, her voice was almost begging.

Heng Yu pried away Song Zijin's hand bit by bit, and then swayed his clothes and knelt straight on the ground. He didn't stop his strength. By kneeling, his knees would definitely be blue.

"My son is unfilial, so I ask my father and mother to forgive my son. The son will move out of Xu's house tomorrow so that no one will disturb his father and mother when he attacks his son."

Xu Fei looked at his son who was becoming more and more proud, and tears also appeared in the eyes of the people who had always been dominant. "Since you know that this is a situation of death, why do you have to act alone? It's better to keep a useful body and wait for the situation. Isn't that good?"

It is natural to take it slowly, but Zhao Xin can no longer wait for him.

The once elegant and gentle emperor gradually declined, and he didn't know when he would be unable to hold on and let go.

Heng Yu moved out of Xu's mansion and moved into a mansion that Zhao Xin once gave him. In this mansion, he did not bring any servants, and only two guards that Zhao Xin once gave him were left by his side.

Since submitting the memorial that day, Heng Yu has been saying that he has not gone to court, and he has been waiting silently.

Waiting for those interests to be touched, those who are eager to jump over the wall will fight back against him.

He took out the sword that had not been sheathed for a long time and wiped it carefully.

As night fell, the room was dark. The small candle in the center of the table flickered and jumped, and the shadows fell, and half of his face was dark and unclear.

"Since you're here, don't leave." Heng Yu was waiting until the breathing around the room did not increase again. He slowly stood up and pulled out the unstained sword in his hand.

Few people know that his martial arts are excellent, so good that even if he is attacked one after another by more than 20 dead soldiers, he seems to be at ease.

Half an hour later, Heng Yu slowly pushed open the closed door, and a faint smell of blood came out with his movement of opening the door. The air that originally contained a faint fragrance of flowers was immediately eroded by the bloody smell.

Both guards knew Heng Yu's martial arts and knew that they were there, not only could they not help, but they might have kept Heng Yu's hands and feet. So they followed his instructions and stayed in a room in the northwest corner of the yard, farthest from the yard. Even if they heard the faint shouts of fighting, they didn't go out to find out.

After a while, the fighting stopped and the two could no longer sit still. They hurried to the yard where Hengyu was. As soon as they arrived at the gate of the yard, they could already smell a faint smell of blood before they stepped in.

The two of them looked at each other, held the long sword in their hands and were about to break in, and just met Heng Yu who was pushing open the gate and slowly walked out.

Heng Yu was wearing a black and dirty night clothes. He pushed open the gate and saw two guards waiting for him. The coldness on his face faded a little, and said in a gentle voice: "Go and clean up the inside. I will go to the Ministry of Justice to report the case tomorrow at dawn, and say someone came to my house to assassinate me."

After a pause, Heng Yu sneered, "But I killed them all."

After giving instructions, Heng Yu went to a room to change his clothes and did not bother others anymore. He just took a shower under cold water and then used incense to suppress the faint smell of blood on his body.

After the third update of the night, he seemed very energetic. He walked to the pavilion in the yard with a lyre, holding a lyre, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky with his chin on his hand.
To be continued...